Kevin "Kev" Cross (Gilded Veil: Divideria)

A disheveled reporter with an academic background, now investigating Aether. He can be seen quite frequently at the Shroud, always eager to get the story from someone.

The Silken Shroud - A dimly lit, opulent speakeasy hidden beneath a bustling jazz club in the Topaz Fringe of Divideria. The air hums with a low thrum of magic, barely perceptible beneath the intoxicating scent of Aether and expensive perfume. The music, a sultry jazz melody with an undercurrent of something wilder, seems to pulse with a life of its own. Eva Moreau, acting as master of ceremonies, has just opened the festivities for the night.

Kevin Cross sits alone at a small table in the corner of the Shroud, nursing a glass of whiskey - no Aether for him, not tonight. His notebook is open, pages covered in his jagged handwriting and cryptic diagrams. Though his pen moves occasionally, his eyes are scanning the room. He's waiting, but for whom? His gaze flickers briefly to Eva as she speaks, then to Ellie on the stage, her haunting trumpet cutting through the air like a blade wrapped in silk. He allows himself a rare smirk - this place never fails to remind him why Divideria is the city of masks and shadows.

As Eva’s toast is finished, Kevin raises his glass slightly in acknowledgment, though his thoughts remain elsewhere. His attention shifts to the figure by the entrance: tall, silver-haired, otherworldly. Kevin narrows his eyes, his mind already piecing together theories about this stranger. He scribbles a quick note:

"Unfamiliar face. Outsider? Or someone who's been in the shadows too long?"

He closes the notebook with a snap and takes another sip of whiskey.

He then leans back, waiting for his contact to show. He's restless, and it shows in the way he taps his fingers against the glass.